"Come out and die!"

"Death!"

"Die!"

The roar echoed in the mountains, rolling like thunder, deafening, stirring and falling leaves in all directions.

By the time the six doors came to their senses, the gatehouse in front of them had completely collapsed.

And the goddess caught Xiahou Yan, and the head of the West Factory was thunderous, and she had already jumped towards the mountain.

"Keep up!"

"Quick!"

The crowd changed color and hurried to follow.

Along the way, the corpses of the Baling Sect disciples were strewn all over the ground, and blood flowed down, almost coating the stone path with a layer of blood red.

The pungent smell of blood is even more tangy.

Rao is that they are well-informed, and they know a lot about the murder scene, and they can't help but turn pale this time.

So ruthless!

"Jingle ......"

The clash of gold and iron rang out from above, accompanied by shouts and shouts.

"Master Hou be careful!"

There was a crisp female voice, shouting urgently.

"It's the voice of the gods!"

The crowd was shocked, hurriedly pulled out their blades, and jumped up to the high platform in front of them.

In the eyes, I was shocked again.

I saw a group of Baling faction masters, besieging Xiahou Yan and Lei Sihai, and the offensive was fierce.

Farther ahead, seven people wielded their swords, slashing out a curtain of knives, trapping one person firmly in it.

It's Hou Ye!

Everyone was secretly frightened, and their bodies rushed forward, and they immediately fought with a master of the Baling faction.

They are all good players at Six Doors, and they have been fighting for a long time, and they are obviously better than their opponents.

But if you want to break through the past and help Zhenwuhou, I am afraid that it will not be possible for a while.

"Frost Holds the Moon!"

In the midst of the knife formation, someone whispered.

Immediately, the knife momentum of the seven people changed, and the knife light rose colorfully, like the cold winter of the wax moon, and the knife frost came to the face.

The top of Baling Mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the predecessors walked in the middle of it and realized the Aoshuang knife trick.

Later generations gradually supplemented and perfected, and the sword technique became more and more powerful, and the frost knife array evolved from it.

The knife formation can also be three people, seven people can also do, once the formation is formed, the sword skills are complementary, and the power is doubled.

The formation of seven people is comparable to the formation of twenty-one masters joining forces to fight the enemy, and it is endlessly varied and all-encompassing.

Once caught in this formation, very few people in the rivers and lakes are spared.

This is the sword frost in the face, and the killing machine is not dispersed, obviously the people in the main formation have already moved the killing intent.

"Kill my people, slaughter my disciples, no matter where you come from, kill them first!"

The people in the rivers and lakes have martial arts, and they already ignore the royal law, and they are murderous together, and it is difficult to suppress it.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the sword light was reflected.

Seven people squatted, stood, or jumped high, each in a different direction, performing different knife techniques.

The knife technique complements each other, reflecting the cold light under the sunlight, which has the meaning of almost everything.

As soon as the sword light flourished, it instantly rolled into a cold and condensed ball, and quickly shrank inside.

I'm afraid that in the next moment, I will be able to wring the people inside into pieces.

"Master Hou be careful!"

Everyone was shocked, only Lei Sihai did not change color.

"Zheng ......"

It was as if the sound of the treasure knife unsheathed sounded leisurely, and a sharp sword light suddenly emerged from the knife array.

The sword flashed and was divided into seven.

Heavenly Demon Seven Kills!

"Huh!"

The halo flashed away, Guo Fan held a knife in his hand, hunted with a cloak behind his back, and his face remained cold and unchanged.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, but seven people fell to the ground at the same time.

The throats of the seven people who formed the knife formation each showed a knife mark, which wiped out the vitality in one fell swoop.

"Magic Knife!"

"It turned out to be a person from the Demon Gate, no wonder he dared to trespass on his own faction, Pan Mou will do the way for the sky today and eliminate the demon guard!"

The roar resounded in the air, and a white shadow shot out in the distance, followed by many figures.

"Pan Sheng!"

Guo Fan held a knife in his hand and looked at the visitor: "You are the leader of a gang, and you actually robbed the official silver of the imperial court." ”

"Damn it!"

"Just because you're a stinky boy!"

Pan Sheng's body was like electricity, and the Aoshuang knife was pointed at from afar, and a cold killing intent was already locked on Guo Fan.

This person's eyebrows are white, his face is frosty, and he is afraid that he has entered the realm of transformation with the cold and icy internal strength of his own faction!

"Do it!"

"Peng!"

Not far away, the ground exploded, and two meteor hammers spun and struck.

The meteor hammer is the size of a human head, made of something I don't know, and the whole body is pitch black, driving the chains to rush in.

Crashing into the void, it even stirred up a rolling wave of qi, which was obviously extremely heavy.

"Herara ......"

Still in mid-air, the manipulator was already shaking his wrist, and the two meteor hammers collided with each other.

"Boom!"

It is like the sound of morning bells and dusk drums, and the sound waves stir in all directions.

There seems to be a strange force in this voice, Rao is Guo Fan's hard skills are amazing, and his internal strength is profound, but he is also stiff.

"Good!"

Pan Sheng was overjoyed.

His junior brother Meng Ren is known as the Wind Thunder Meteor Hammer, and the blade in his hand has its own strange power, which can play an unexpected effect.

That's it!

With great joy in his heart, his figure accelerated again, and a flash of snow and bright sword light rolled towards Guo Fan first.

"Ding......

The two knives collided, Guo Fan did not move at all, but a white frost appeared on the blade of the Heavenly Destiny Knife, and it spread upwards rapidly, covering the entire arm in the blink of an eye.

Although it is not as good as the previous world's Earth Killer who froze people into ice cubes with one palm, the chill is also extremely amazing.

Coupled with the sound wave vibration in his ears, his movements had to be slowed down.

"Death!"

Pan Sheng drank low in his mouth, and the sword momentum was raised, and the frost and cold river in the Aoshuang knife technique had already been cut out.

The sword light is like a river, rushing down, and the cold invades, covering all directions.

"Ding......

The two knives collided, and immediately there was frost flying, sparks splashing everywhere, and the two of them fought together for a while, which was quite a spectacle.

There are also two meteor hammers dancing in the air, colliding head-to-head from time to time, oscillating with rolling sound waves.

The body is restricted, and Guo Fan's strength is difficult to show.

But his cultivation and martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, even if it is an ordinary sword technique, it is infinitely powerful in his hands.

Especially ruthless, accurate, fast and stable, it is the essence of it!

Ruthless, he knows that there is a tiger roaring in the sea, and the knife intent is good, and every blow can make the opponent's face white.

Accurate, Guo Fan's control of the physical body can be called the ultimate, and every knife is accurate.

Fast, his body trembled slightly, his internal force moved at will, and the knife was like a swift wind, instantly sweeping one side.

Steady, even if his body is limited, his body and pace are not chaotic at all, and even his mind does not fluctuate in the slightest.

Stabilize the body, the knife momentum together, the hob light immediately ploughed forward, and the breath has the upper hand.

"Be merciful!"

The face of a person in the field changed, and he suddenly stepped forward, clenched his big hand into a fist, and struck out from a distance of one zhang.

Fight the bull in the air!

Among the people present, there is such a profound cultivation and is good at boxing, only the ancestor of the Iron Fist Gate.

The old man is over eighty years old, and he still has enough breath.

The internal force that has been condensed for decades is even more like an abyss and a sea, and with a punch, the void seems to be a light shock, heading straight for Guo Fan's dantian qi sea.

"Good!"

Pan Sheng was overjoyed, and the sword light took advantage of the situation.

"Boom ......"

Guo Fan's body trembled slightly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a touch of dark demonic intent surged into his heart.

"Huh!"

The sharp sword light rolled out backwards.

With one knife, the fist was shattered, and the residual momentum was unabated, and it slashed through the old man's body lightly.

"Poof!"

The sword light swept out several feet, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

The old man was frozen in place, his eyes showing horror, and his expression slowly cracked apart.

"Rak ......"

Two halves of the corpse, left and right to the ground.

There was silence in the field!

"Old ...... Old man!"

Someone was dumbfounded and muttered.

The grandfather's seniority is a generation higher than that of Shaolin and Wudang.

It can be described as an old antique and living fossil in the rivers and lakes.

Coupled with several granddaughters and grandsons, the family has become a behemoth.

Now, ...... Dead like this?

It happened right in front of their eyes, but everyone seemed to be in disbelief.

"Daddy!"

One person roared, suddenly stretched out his arms, hugged a stone lion beside him, and threw it at Guo Fan.

"I'll kill you!"

"Magic Knife!"

Wu Shiqi, the leader of the Haisha Gang, had a cold face, shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the silk thread was already wrapped around Guo Fan.

"Everyone, let's do it together, take down this person and seek justice for the old man!"

"Not bad!"

The crowd drank together.

"Boom!"

Guo Fan slapped his palm and smashed the incoming boulder, his brows were furrowed, and Zhihai was even more alarming.

"Boom!"

A dull thunder sounded in the back of his head.

Pan Sheng roared, and the cold rushed like a sea, instantly sweeping all over his body, even if King Kong was not bad.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a fishing line suddenly wound around him, and it actually wrapped his right hand along with the Heavenly Destiny Knife.

"He can't come out of the magic knife anymore, do it!"

In the cheers, the first to come was the Kongtong Three Absolute Swords.

The three sword lights came in the shape of a finished character, and the sword light was condensed, sharp, and vigorous, which also made his golden body tingle.

Sword, miracle!

The Three Absolute Swords are famous in the rivers and lakes, and they are not easy to do.

The combination of the three swords, even if it is a martial arts celebrity and a great man, he must retreat and avoid the edge for the time being.

Guo Fan raised his head.

Everything in front of him seemed to slow down, only the sword light that was getting closer and closer became more and more impressive.

"Hoo ......"

Thirty-six ways to turn the world upside down.

The palm momentum changed, and it broke into the sword light like a flowing cloud, and bent his fingers to click, crashing into the sword body.

Great wisdom is uncertain!

Under the impact of King Kong's fingers, he immediately caused the three swords to deviate from the direction and pass by.

After the three unique swords of Kongtong, it is a double master.

One of the two heroes holds a sword, the other holds a pen, the sword light sways like splashing ink, and the pen edge is like a cold light.

The two of them shot, and the power was no less than the three absolute swords.

Guo Fan took a step back, his golden body was impressive, a layer of golden light rotated around his body, and his left hand was drawn diagonally.

Prajna Demon Sword!

With a single slash, the offensive vanished.

But then there are also Meridian Soul Chaser, Ghost Langjun, Hercules Fist, and even a master of the Baling faction.

"Tear the ......"

On his right arm, a black mang suddenly appeared, and the black mang twisted along his arm, and it was already a slashing fishing line.

White Tiger Star Killer Divine Sword Gang!

"Be careful!"

Wu Shiqi's face changed sharply, and he drank hurriedly, and at the same time brandished his fishing rod and attacked from the side.

The fishing rod in his hand is made of thousand-year-old bamboo tanning, which is extremely tough, and the fishing line is carefully woven with thousand-year-old silk, which is invulnerable and indestructible, but he does not want to be cut off.

Everyone flocked to him, the killing intent surged, and Guo Fan's aura had changed sharply.

His pupils completely turned black, like a deep whirlpool, bottomless.

The sea of knowledge flipped over, and endless evil thoughts rushed out, following the magic sword intent to look in all directions.

In the middle of the sea of knowledge, the three-eyed elephant stands, leaving his consciousness in a peculiar state.

It is like a pure bystander, manipulating his own body in an extremely indifferent manner.

Under the magic knife intent, everything in front of him is no longer the same.

Vitality and death are mixed.

"Buzz ......"

The Heavenly Mandate Knife trembled slightly, as if it had spirituality at this moment, and with a slight leap, it had already penetrated a person's forehead.

The sword flashed, and the heads of the three people behind him were thrown away at the same time.

No matter how subtle the moves, it seems that they can be seen through by the magic knife at a glance and cut off with one sword.

With a shake of the body, arc-shaped sword light flashed on the spot, and every blow harvested a person's life.

Whether it is Diancang Shuangjie or Kongtong Three Absolute Swords, under the magic knife, there is no enemy.

The knife is out, and the death is lost!

"Die!"

Hercules fist hugged the stone lion sculpture and slammed into it from a high altitude, causing waves of air to roll in the air.

"Huh!"

A flash of sword light slashed in an instant.

The boulder split in two, and Hercules' fist stiffened, and blood stains appeared on his eyebrows, which then cracked.

"Poof!"

The corpse fell to the ground.

"Zheng!"

The long knife trembled slightly, like a bloodthirsty viper, after being stained with blood, looking for the living in the field again.

"Huh!"

Xiahou Yan and Lei Sihai turned white on the ground, and they retreated in an instant.

At that moment, they felt as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, and they felt cold all over their bodies.

When he came back to his senses, Guo Fan had already put the knife back into its sheath and stood silently in the field.

Around him.

Corpses are strewn all over the place, blood is flowing!

The top masters of the entire Baling Sect are all extinct!

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